I won 90 million, all I want to do is lie down and relax!

The next day, Lu Zhaoyang finished his morning run and walk.

I ate breakfast outside – classic fried dough sticks and tofu pudding.

After finishing my meal, the morning rush hour hadn't yet appeared on the street.

These days, his life has become frighteningly regular.

I fall asleep around 10 p.m. every night and get up at 6 a.m.

Running, eating, cleaning.

I'm completely out of energy.

She's completely different from how she was a week ago.

Back to the residence.

Lu Zhaoyang was just about to wash the clothes he had changed out of yesterday when he received a call from Xu Chunliang.

"Xiao Lu, the work on the pond starts today. Manager Wu will be coming over with people and equipment in a bit. Are you home? Do you want to come over and take a look? The leaders from the neighborhood will also be coming." Xu Chunliang's cheerful voice came through the phone.

Although Lu Zhaoyang emphasized not to publicize his donation, he will definitely invite people to join him once the project starts.

Lu Zhaoyang was somewhat surprised, surprised by how efficient Secretary Xu was. However, he declined the invitation without much thought: "Secretary Xu, with you taking care of things, I won't go and join in the fun."

"Alright, alright, you can come to the village committee to find me anytime you want to know the progress."

Xu Chunliang hung up the phone, completely unaware that he was feeling a surge of satisfaction from being trusted by the organization.

Lu Zhaoyang hung up the phone and went back to doing laundry.

Today he is going out to buy some supplies.

It mainly consists of pots, pans, and other utensils used for eating.

After finishing the laundry, Lu Zhaoyang tidied up his somewhat outdated hairstyle in front of the mirror and smiled at his reflection, saying, "Maybe I should ask Hu Delu to give me a slightly more fashionable hairstyle, and maybe I should buy a couple more outfits."

His younger brother called him a mongrel.

In fact, he wasn't without taste in clothes.

In the past, I often had to deal with clients when I went to work, so I always dressed quite formally.

His more expensive outfits were all formal wear, which he had indeed purchased at a high price.

In order to gain the trust of customers, the hairstyles are made to look more mature.

Now, he feels that things can indeed be changed.

Lu Zhaoyang grabbed his car keys and had just stepped into the yard when he heard a commotion outside.

It's right outside the courtyard, or more precisely, the pond outside the courtyard.

Lu Zhaoyang went outside and saw that a lot of people had already gathered by the pond.

A truck was parked nearby, and several workers were busy unloading two red, high-powered diesel water pumps from it.

Lu Zhaoyang knew that they were preparing to pump out the water.

He soon spotted the tall Xu Chunliang, who was surrounded by several elderly men and women.

Also present were Chen Wu and Wu Wei, whom I had already met, and even the accountant I had met yesterday.

There were also two people in red vests carrying cameras, seemingly filming along.

"Chunliang, aren't you filling in the pond after you've drained the water?"

Lu Zhaoyang clearly heard an old man ask with concern.

"Don't worry, everyone. This is just a renovation, not filling in. After the water is pumped out, we will clean up the silt and bring in more water. In a few days, you will see a brand new, clean pond."

Xu Chunliang gently pressed his hands down in the air, full of vigor.

He was wearing a black jacket, and if it weren't for his wrinkled face and gray hair, he would have looked like a groom.

"Do we still need to pay for this?" an old lady then asked.

"Third Aunt, if we were to charge money for this, would your family pay?" Xu Chunliang asked with a smile.

The old woman took a step back: "You know I'm an old woman, living on a monthly allowance. My health isn't good, I can't stop taking my medicine, but I don't have the money..."

Xu Chunliang laughed and reassured everyone, "Don't worry, the funds for the pond management project have all been allocated and will not be charged a single penny. You don't need to worry about that at all."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people surrounding them immediately improved.

This pond has always been a major problem, and everyone has their opinions, but when it comes to raising funds, no one is very willing.

No one wants to be idle, but they're waiting for funding from above.

"Did Chunliang get this for us from above?"

"This is a Party branch secretary who gets things done!"

Turning around, the old man and woman all praised it.

"Regarding the funding for this pond remediation, please rest assured, it has already been resolved perfectly and smoothly through established channels..."

Since Lu Zhaoyang didn't want to stand out, Xu Chunliang didn't mind speaking vaguely.

As Xu Chunliang explained, more and more residents from the surrounding area continued to arrive.

When someone comes over, you inevitably have to answer the same questions repeatedly.

"Secretary, why is there sudden construction on this pond? What's going on? Are you charging for it?" A middle-aged man rode up to the crowd on his electric scooter, stopped abruptly, and asked.

"Second brother, you didn't bring your phone, can't you check the group notifications?" Xu Chunliang was getting a little angry at the person who had just asked him.

He could explain it to the elderly people over and over again, but he also had to explain it to the young people who knew how to use mobile phones.

Needless to say, many people have probably set their community groups to "Do Not Disturb".

"Everything our village committee does is to serve everyone; it's all within our duty. The fact that this project was implemented so quickly..."

Xu Chunliang glanced at the camera discreetly, then subtly shifted the focus to a man beside him who was considerably shorter than him—the director of the neighborhood office.

"Of course, it also wouldn't have been possible without the strong support of the subdistrict office; the work wouldn't have been possible without the subdistrict office leaders working overtime..."

That's not entirely unfounded.

Yesterday was the weekend, and he did indeed urgently report to his superiors. His supervisor kindly answered his report call outside of working hours.

However, the truth is certainly not as scareful as he claims.

Lu Zhaoyang's donation was a personal donation for public welfare, and there were no complicated procedures involved.

A simple notification will suffice.

Now that we're in front of the camera, this is something that could make the news, so of course we have to talk about it in a respectable way.

"Next, let's invite Secretary He to say a few words..."

Amidst the sparse applause, Xu Chunliang took two steps back, relinquishing the spotlight.

As Secretary He delivered his enthusiastic speech, Xu Chunliang maintained a smile on his face.

At this moment, however, he was thinking of Lu Zhaoyang, the unsung hero behind the scenes.

Although Lu Zhaoyang chose to remain anonymous, he still couldn't help but feel like he was reaping the benefits of someone else's actions.

He wasn't the only one picking them.

His superiors were also picking [the fruit].

The winner was still a young man.

Xu Chunliang subconsciously looked up and scanned the crowd. The tall and imposing man immediately spotted Lu Zhaoyang, who was far away from the crowd.

The latter still had that faint smile on his face.

Xu Chunliang almost instinctively put on a smile.

The latter nodded slightly to him, turned around, got into the car, and drove away quietly.

Xu Chunliang looked at the beaming Director He, then at the Tesla that had disappeared, and thought of Lu Zhaoyang's young face and gentle smile.

Director Xu considered himself a seasoned veteran, but at this moment he felt his face burning.